Fantasy Artifacts Novels & Stories

Yet Santi placed a total of seventy-three fist-sized high-grade mana stones to the walls that surrounded the venue like it was nothing but common rocks. Moreover, there were also illusory blue butterflies that flew around the room. They were extremely beautiful but also extremely hard to make. It was only made possible to last for this long as Santi used a high-grade mana stone to supply the magic that was needed. Still, Adira and Lorenzo couldn't help but be surprised at how far could Santi reach just for his daughter. He would even let the entire continent knew the wealth that he had just by these alone. What could topple his outrageousness?

I need a little help here. The map glows for a moment, points toward the bed, and then goes blank again. I walk over to the bed. I pull back the covers and look under the pillows, but nothing. I go to my knees and look under the bed. Beneath the bed, I see a dark brown and black amulet shining at me, waiting for me to take it home. There is also a set of eyeballs looking at me.

They all entered the level zero archway. --- True to its name, it was a vast field. Red blades of grass covered the entire area. There were all kinds of rusted items plants on the ground. Swords, axes, spears, and all manners of weaponry. There were also flags, lyres, standards, shields. “What you see here are called artifacts and relics,” James explained. “They are only replicas but they will help you figure out your affinity. To start, there are two types of artifacts.” James extended his hand out. A few seconds later, a familiar looking hammer with a rectangular head flew into his hand. He caught it by the handle and showcased it to the candidates.

Levi spoke up, "Artifacts, relics, magical tools and even a sealed scroll. Things that shouldn't be with a pack as small as the Moonstone pack." "Only if there is someone sharing these things with them," I said. My gaze travelled slowly around the table, studying each face for any sign of guilt. "Someone who wants to see me—us—fail." The artifacts glimmered under the dim light of the hall—ancient symbols etched onto metal surfaces, runes that hadn't been seen in centuries, and a scroll sealed with wax bearing a mark I hadn't seen since the Great War. Esmeralda's face paled as she reached for one of the smaller items. A pendant with a chirped moon wrapped in flames. "This is... impossible."

I nodded, my heart pounding with curiosity and anxiety. I asked the first thing that came into my mind, "Tell me the full story of the journal." He thought of something then nodded. He clasped his hands on his table and leaned forward to me, then started, "Long ago, when this realm was young and supernatural creatures were just starting to appear, there was a powerful artifact called the journal of Lythian. It was said to hold ancient secrets and knowledge that could give its owner incredible power. Legends told of its ability to control nature, manipulate time, and even summon beings from other worlds and realms.

Is this newbie cheating? [Wait... these bosses gave her the source of their power?] [This isn't a game anymore... This is family.] [I'm crying. These monsters know more about love than humans do...] I looked at the four artifacts in my hands, each glowing with a different light. The dagger, pulsing with Aethelan's pain and rebirth. The relic, shining with Lily's innocence and sacrifice. The crest, gleaming with Gideon's honor and protection. The bracelet, glowing with Cassia's love and power.

My wolf held it reverently between her blood-soaked claws. Xareth picked up an artifact from a corner of the dungeon. It was shaped like a vase but looked nothing like any vessel I’d ever seen, ancient, etched with spiraling runes that moved like they were alive. Shadows seemed to coil around it, whispering things my mind refused to understand. “Drop it,” he commanded smoothly. My wolf obeyed. The Heartstone didn’t fall onto the artifact, it hovered, suspended in the air above it, spinning slowly. The artifact hummed, a low and dreadful sound that vibrated through the dungeon walls and into my bones.

It was rumored to grant its possessor the ability to commune with the spirits, gaining knowledge beyond mortal ken. Elira's curiosity was piqued, and Asher shared her fascination. They ventured into the ruins, guided only by the faint whispers of the forest spirits. The journey was perilous, with traps and puzzles designed to deter intruders. Yet, Asher's mastery of magic and Elira's sharp intellect saw them through. In the heart of the ruins, they discovered the Scepter, a resplendent artifact adorned with emerald gemstones that seemed to capture the very essence of the forest. As Elira reached out to touch it, the spirits of the forest stirred, their presence palpable.

"Where can we find these artifacts, Guardian Amelia?" Amelia's lips curled into a knowing smile. "In the realm of the Eternal Night, an ethereal dimension hidden from mortal sight. It is a treacherous and ever-changing realm, guarded fiercely by dark creatures. Only those who possess the true strength of the Moon and the Celestial can navigate its perils and retrieve the artifacts." Elias tightened his grip on Luna's hand, a mix of determination and protectiveness in his eyes. "We will do whatever it takes to fulfill the prophecy and restore balance to our packs and our world."

Dina stuttered in excitement. “Yes.” “YES! YES! FINALLY! Something great in this damn contract!” Dina cheered happily for a while before continuing her browsing. *** Items will be referred to as normal tools while artefacts are like the ones with magic. Items weren’t expensive but the artifacts, items with some unique ability had prices that were off the charts. Dina even saw one beauty package that could turn one into a succubus-type beauty with a purchase price of 250000000 points, there were so many zeros she just let it be.